A rose may die.

A rose may die without water, sunlight and the caringness of Mother Nature. Mother Nature is all around us and it's true grace is a gift we should never take for granted. People can take family and friends for granted, never call, never listen and never learn by their mistakes. A mistake can either be a small or a big mistake. Should we forgive? Of course. If we do not forgive one then one can never learn the meaning of true happiness. Happiness can be a small thing like holding a rock in a distant land far far away given to you by your sweetheart. A sweetheart is someone you feel you can be yourself with and can love unconditionally. When your with your sweetheart. Everything is good. Sand, water, air. But no relationship is perfect and arguments can happen. Due to passion. Which I love. I love passion, I love people standing up for what they believe in and being the odd one out. If they have a cause then they will fight it. But fighting can lead to hurtful ness. But what if you never meant to hurt the ones who you did. What if you were just deep down breaking your heart and trying not to fucking die inside? Well then...... You'd survive, and you wouldn't be a dieing rose......... You'd be a rose in bloom.

Thank you.